Chrysalis

Perhaps, somewhere deep inside the leathery hide and muscle bound physique, there still exists the person Garralosh was before she came here. Maybe I can shock her with an image, or sensation. It's been a heck of a long time since she came here, but it might get some response. If it distracts her for a couple of seconds, I'll be happy!

So as the mountain-like Crocodile prepared to charge me once more, I spun together the first sensation I could think of from my past life on Earth. Ice Cream. It's pretty universal, right? It's possible she never ate it, but maybe she saw it at least, or was aware of it. I gotta try something!

Dash!

Rumbling with anger, Garralosh dashed toward me her enormous jaws wide open to snap down on me. Those are some serious jaws! I swear she could snap a megalodon in half with one bite. Thanks to my antennae, and her avenue of attack being completely predictable, I manage to dash to one side. Sadly, I lose my balance due to not having all of my legs.

Yikes!

Quick! Hit her with the Ice Cream! My minds slam the prepared stimuli across the mind bridge and hammer it into that raging mind. The cold sensation on the tongue, the creamy rich texture, the curled sphere of a scoop. Every aspect of ice cream I could think of I bundled together and threw it at her.

And she froze.

NICE!

Dash! With Vibrant tailing behind me, I dash on an angle to try and get behind the beast. Anything to get me away from that mouth! Come on leg, how much longer! I can see the flesh extending down, the claw beginning to form at the end at a ridiculous speed. It itches like mad, but not nearly as terrible as mutating. A few more seconds and I'll be good to go!

But wait. She's still not moving? This could be a chance! A few moments have passed and Garralosh is still frozen in place, perfectly still. Since I'm this close, I might as well get a quick chomp in! I change the direction of my dash to bring me a little closer to her body and position myself near the base of her tail.

Omen Chomp!

the dark mandibles of

CRUNCH!

can barely reach through them to the muscle beneath, but reach

GROOOOWWWL!

I have a few things going for me at this point. One, my leg

in all their forms remain poised away from the wall. Growling they snap their jaws and flex their claws as they watch their mother fight. Hundreds of them stand together

to come down for the Queen?! Actually, what the heck is happening to the Queen?! I can barely see her now, it appears as if she's sinking into the ground! Oh, they're digging underneath

quite in its shade, the soldier is hesitating, caught between her desire to help and the

back to the

time to worry about the spectators, I need to worry about the

fan of Ice Cream

[DON'T] she screamed back.

Uh.

what?!] I ask,

[DON'T.]

cough up pure lava or do anything else that might snuff out my life, I smack her right in the frontal lobe with

Birthday cake.

but I did eat a few when I was first in school. The teacher would

the sidelines fell silent as they saw the rare sight of their mother stumble, even the slightest. I'm sure that to those idiotic beasts, their mother, to them, must appear

deep in that skull of hers. I'm not going to let this chance go by. Once again

Unleash the Omen Chomp!